I am tired.
I am bored.
Saya ingin sendiri.
Leave me alone.
Maybe I’m a little bit tempramental but sometimes few things distrub me a lot.
Sometimes I really wanna be free, permissive with all the things. But actually I cant. Because I have bundaries.
Actually we are limited and contolled.
Sometimes I really wanna be unlimited. Really wanna get fresh air. I only can take a long breath.
What a bad emotion sometimes brusts in my heart and my mind.
It makes me tired. It’s tiring. I wanna yeal. I wanna scream. I hate my anger. I hate it so much.